It's so hot here. Miranda is sleeping on the couch because her room seems to be the warmest of them all (probably because the evening sun hits the house on the side her window is on). I'm spraying myself with water to keep cool (it doesn't help that I am running around up and down the stairs and rearranging the furniture in my bedroom). Lucky is preferring to be outside. When venturing inside, she hangs out in front of the fan, lapping water from a dish with ice in it.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Feeling hot, hot, hot
It's so hot here. Miranda is sleeping on the couch because her room seems to be the warmest of them all (probably because the evening sun hits the house on the side her window is on). I'm spraying myself with water to keep cool (it doesn't help that I am running around up and down the stairs and rearranging the furniture in my bedroom). Lucky is preferring to be outside. When venturing inside, she hangs out in front of the fan, lapping water from a dish with ice in it.
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